Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 31

“Do you think you can escape Oscar’s clutches?”

Amelia was bereft of speech.

“Even you don’t think you can escape his clutches. What makes you think he will let you leave?”

Closing her eyes, Amelia said, “Tiff, I’ve found a job.”

Tiffany was flustered. “Amelia, are you kidding me? We’re talking about the baby. Why are you talking to me about work? Don’t you have enough money to spend? I can give you if you don’t. Why must you look for a job when you’re pregnant? You’re driving me crazy!”

Amelia patted her on the back of her hand and reassured her, “Tiff, don’t worry. When I signed the agreement with Oscar, he agreed not to interfere when I wanna work. In other words, if the company I work for sends me to another province or abroad for a few months, he can’t say no.”

Tiffany looked at her in surprise and asked, “Really?” But after giving it some thought, she still felt apprehensive. “Amelia, what if Oscar wants to see you on a whim and goes to visit you? It’ll blow your cover, won’t it?”

Apparently, Amelia had not thought about that.

Tiffany got even more frustrated. “Argh, Amelia, I thought you were a smart girl! How can you be so foolish and let Oscar call the shots in your marriage? What are you thinking?!”

Amelia remained silent.

Gritting her teeth, Tiffany took a few deep breaths before inferring, “Babe, you were born to tick me off.”

However, Amelia patted the bed calmly as she finally said, “Don’t be mad. I heard that Cassie is coming back, so I think Oscar won’t have time to visit me. In fact, I think we’re gonna divorce soon.”

Tiffany simply listened to her in silence initially, but something popped into her mind and she abruptly sat up. “Amelia, I don’t think you should divorce. You’re the legit Mrs. Clinton, so you don’t have to make room for a vixen just because she comes back.”

“Tiff, what’s wrong with you? You’ve only just recovered. Don’t get so jumpy,” said Amelia while tugging at her pajamas.

Tiffany lay back down and turned to look at Amelia.

“Babe, tell me honestly, are you really willing to give up the fruits of your labor?”

“What? As I said, I don’t have the right to decide anything in my marriage with Oscar. Anyway, it’s getting late. It’s my first day at work tomorrow.”

“Babe, you’re kidding, aren’t you? You’re gonna work tomorrow? Also, when did you find the job? Why didn’t I know at all?”

“The CEO of the company and I went to university together. I said I needed a job, so he gave me an untaxing job.”

“Who’s it?” In the next second, Tiffany widened her eyes and said anxiously, “Amelia, don’t tell me it’s Carter Scott. If it’s that b******, I’m gonna strangle you.”

yet you still remember him?”

the day I die. If it hadn’t been for him, you wouldn’t have chosen to go into a contract marriage with Oscar. I wouldn’t have become a freelance writer because of my fear of interpersonal relationships in the workplace. I wish I could

her

didn’t do anything wrong back then. He just didn’t help us when we were wrongfully accused, which is justifiable. We

you’ve

at the time, so we can’t blame others. Carter got caught up in his family affairs that day. You can’t expect him to come and save us.

that time we were desperate and had several millions worth of debt around our necks. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t have gone to Oscar and been labeled a gold digger, while I wouldn’t have developed a fear of interpersonal communication in the workplace. Thinking about it

still be so mad. Carter’s really not to blame for that incident back then, so you should

I still blame him when you, the biggest victim, don’t even blame him? But I’m curious. You

a few days ago to ask me how I’ve been all

you sold yourself out so

as compensation for what happened back

be so barefaced and ask him for a job, Amelia? Are you

forgotten? When we were in debt, we swore to God that as long as we could be rich and no longer be

did not refute

should stop here. I’ll go to the company with you tomorrow so that I can teach that

“He’s not a scourge.”

terrifying

was at a

regardless of how hard the latter tried to dissuade her. In the end, Amelia had no choice but to take her with

with a signboard that read “Majesty Group.” Looking around, Tiffany

floor here as an office space,”

lips in disdain. “That b****** still

quite attractive. Back then, I was

but said nothing as the elevator door

the 12th floor, a slim secretary greeted them politely, “You must be Ms. Winters. Mr. Scott’s waiting for you in

the office. Then,

at the man behind the desk, who was none other than

may leave now, Linda,” instructed

Linda did as told.

Carter went around the desk and reached out to shake hands with the two of

a smile, “After so many

Tiffany huffed in exasperation.

extended her arm to shake hands with Carter and said, “Don’t

flashed her a

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